Soap-Bubble-Other-Worldly OBE Haiku
I pinched my forearm
when the world became surreal
but I was still here
experiencing
moments from my soap-bubble-
other-worldly view
pressing on its walls
floating lightly through the room
“Heaven – All Aboard!”
wanting to follow
the spirit of my mother
through the pearly gates
her death-rattle breaths
like an elephant stampede
drummed her procession
and then she was gone
we held hands around her bed
and Dad said a prayer
“thank you for the gift
of Miriam ~ we have loved
this angel on earth”
when my soap bubble
burst, I plunged downward, a one-
winged insect spinning
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